I got a razor sharp mind that wants to cut you down.. A little place in mind and baby I could let you down.. Pony up, we got a ways to go.. Set me up my friends are running low..
A single book of matches gonna burn what's standing in the way.. Roaring down the mountain, they're calling on the fire brigade.. Carry out the pictures and tell the kids that I'm okay..
Walk you home to see. Where you're living around. And I know this place. Pour yourself on me. And you know I'm the one. That you won't forget. . In your den always.